What it means to be of the Black Rose.

[WolfMortum]

Zarack Arkaos moved through out the training facility, passing those of whom he did not recognize yet wanted to know more of the quiet Order. The Black Rose had taken him in, Lady Shinju Ayashi had initiated him under her as an Acolyte, a personal apprentice that would serve for her sake until he was powerful enough to step away from the shackles of her menacing grip. To do this, Zarack needed more, he needed to become strong but not only that, he wished to know more of the former Covenant. What were their politics, their place in the galaxy; their ambitions and who were their enemies.

It was no doubt by now that most of them knew and were trained in harnessing the strength of the Dark side of the Force, he had not seen anyone of the light yet stand before him and claim to be of the Black Rose yet in truth he'd met very few; even during the pillaging of Demonsgate.

Paige Argous had left Zarack curious, however that run-in was something he would keep silent about for the time, knowing even less about the Black Rose as he did now about her, he thought it best to leave that experience buried and undisturbed from outsider influences. Another potential angle of power alike that of his Master; the Order on the other hand was something that had come to grow on him, something that he could not turn his back on...-At-least not yet.

Moving down through the courtyard, Zarack took note of the many others. Some of them glanced his way, none of them had seen him before and yet from beneath the hood that shrouded atop his head, he watched as they made a special effort not to make eye contact with him. Technicians, trainees, some younger than him yet it wasn't something that he could understand, no one had ever feared him before in his life but these people seemed to give him room to move, not ushering a word for why he had come into the facility. 'Word spreads quickly around here, it seems...I wonder if this is Exedo's doing..'.

 

[Sierra Momoa]

[member="Zarack Arkaos"]

The large Vanr was walking the temple and had her wings around her shoulders while she raised an eyebrow looking over some of the different things that had come from the other members of the Black Rose. She had been trying to meet some of the new members within the order at least to know who she had and could use as an acceptable meatshield in case of an attack. The laugh in her own head while her tail swished and the blue grey flesh slapped the ground.

 

[Garoth Ursull]

Garoth was alone for the first time in months. The kids were buying food so he had a moment for himself. He saw a Vanr on the other side of the training field. He needed an engineer for taking a look on his ship. Being in this Faction brought him a trainer and weapons for him and the sisters. The only thing he wanted to know is that other member would watch his back. He wouldnt sacrifice his own life for some stranger. In the case that it was someone he knew, Garoth would take the hit happy.

 

[Sanya Val Lerium]

[member="Garoth Ursull"] Ξ [member="Sierra Momoa"] Ξ [member="Zarack Arkaos"]

Progress, promise, potential. that is what Sanya saw in each of these people's faces. Most came from a rougher place in the galaxy. Some from the one sith territorys others from the galactic alliance territories. All seeking refuge and wanting to help the fight to protect civilians and those of a just nature. She overlooked those training in the courtyard. Each and everyone working hard as possible. Although her attention swung to those walking about. Mainly someone who looked like a kid she met a few months back. It was strange of how that person and the kid looked alike. As she reminised that day it was definitely filled with lots of commotion. Although she was up holding her duty to help protect and offer a helping hand. There was also two others who had caught her eye both stood around not up to much. Her fiery glowing orange eyes would switch between the three. It was the kind of stare that said to come here if they noticed the glance. Although she reached out into each of their minds telepathically. "You three come here." She said. No one else would hear her words.

 

[WolfMortum]

'You three, Come here...'.

The words echoed through his mind though as he turned to gaze upon those that roamed the courtyard, he didn't initially find the source of the summons. from beneath his hood, his brow furrowed in momentary question, eyes darting from figure to figure though many of them seemed to move about with not so much as a glance in return, Zarack's gaze finally landed upon a woman who seemed to be watching him. Soon to follow her gaze, he turned to glance back over his shoulder, realizing that he was not so much alone in this beckoning, [member="Garoth Ursull"] and [member="Sierra Momoa"] weren't difficult to pick out following [member="Sanya Val Lerium"] and her request for the three to approach.

Reason for pause crossed his mind though he dismissed it as he turned to look back towards Sanya and slowly approach, something within him seeming to reassure him that she did not hold the same irrational narcissism as his current Master did; for herself and her harming of others. Zarack's eyes moved to either side of himself none the less as he sought to identify any potential conflict, knowing none here and trusting equally so in nothing that was not in his direct control to sway, he reached the Lady Sanya and slowly pulled his hood back from over his face, letting it fall to his shoulders so that she might know who she was addressing.

"My lady..." He spoke formally, a tone of voice that rang more matter of fact than personally invested. Hers was a name that was not on his mind, Shinju Ayashi having not introduced him to any of the brothers and sisters of the new Order. His hands moved to his front, interlocking his fingers as he stood patiently, listening for the soon approaching pair that were no doubt to follow.

 

[Garoth Ursull]

"The leader of the faction?" he looked surprised at her. He walked towards her without knowing what
would happen. She was a strong Force Master. In the same range as his trainer Lady Exedo. How did she communicate through the mind? What other amazing thinks could she do?" Garoth aproached her not with fear, but with respect "My lady"
[member='Zarack Arkaos'],[member='Sanya Val Lerium'],[member='Sierra Momoa'],

 

[Sierra Momoa]

Sierra heard a voice as she was standing there with the others and turned, her tail swishing while she looked around and wondered what was happening with them before she saw Sanya and bowed letting her wings coming out before remaining at the ready. "Lady Sanya." She said it with the sliver in her voice of interest and enjoyment wondering what the a council member was doing here with the apprentices.